It might be coincidence, it might not be, but suddenly, that long nasty post has disappeared from the children's Facebook feed. They can't see their father tearing their mother down. They can't be confused by information that is in contrast to the life experiences they have lived. Okay, that one probably isn't true. What they have read can't be unread. At least three of them now have doubts about the accuracy of the information he gives them. At least two, as much as they hate it, now know he lies if it means protecting himself. That makes me sad. It makes me sad when Oldest slows her speech and looks down when that realization hits. It makes me sad that Adam still hasn't learned to respect boundaries and in his desire to not look like a bad guy, hurt his children.
The children are resilient. They forgive easily probably because they forget so readily. Similar to the children I work to help, my children will put blinders on and love their father despite the pain he has caused.
If it wasn't coincidence, if someone (and I think I know who it potentially was) let Adam know the children could see that post, thank you. And Adam, if by chance, you now know about this blog and can see what I write, please learn and recognize for once how your actions have consequences for others.
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